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Ik ben Isa en ik bén de slet van Tobias.
Hij is mijn meester en ik bén zijn sexpop.
Veder ben ik 17 en Tobias is 27. Ik ben al anderhalf jaar zijn slet, en ik geniet er van.
Ik heb lang bruin haar en donker groene ogen, en C/D cup ik heb een kaalgeschoren kut en lichaam. Ik draag altijd sexy kleding omdat Tobias dat wilt, Ik heb ook altijd een grote butplug in mijn kontje en een tril ei in mijn kutje.
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